What many of my faithful readers of chestercountyramblings may not know is the crazy road that led me here. This time last year, I was awaiting my surgery to remove a lump – yes, I had that thing all women fear when they get a mammogram: breast cancer. Hormone driven, invasive lobular to be precise.

But for the grace of God and an amazing friends and family support system, I have come through just fine just about a year later. I did seven weeks of radiation, am on a drug called Tamoxifen for another four years and a few months, but I am alive. And let me tell you, sometimes in the quiet of my Chester County mornings when it is just me, the birds and a gentle morning breeze I am a little overwhelmed by my good fortune.

Needless to say, having the big C even on a relatively small-scale is…

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You will find your way and your place — in fact, I think you already are. While it’s hard to be patient (I stink at that), waiting for the right job seems the thing to do here. If nothing else, look how far you’ve come over the last year!